lotty
@lotuceles
dont mistake my nice for naive
she/her — infp
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“what!” he shouts at me again.
“you’re so beautiful!” i shout back.
he turns the radio down, so now there’s just the wind and the engine noise to shout over. “what’d you say?!”
“nothing!”
simon snow, it hurts to look at you when you’re this happy.
and it hurts to look at you when you’re depressed.
there’s no safe time for me to see you, nothing about you that doesn’t tear my heart from my chest and leave it breakable outside my body.
he’s lovely. a bit of a sad mess. dull and pale and rough round the edges. but still so lovely.
she just wants me in her life now because i was always there before, and she’s holding on to the past as desperately as i’m trying to run from it.